Into the woodsEn los bosques​

I went out to the forestto find myselfmy hands were turning coldcouldn’t even use my headI want to learn the language of treesand see the ghost’s inside of them,I have a feeling, that something is gonna change.

walk into the woodswalk into the ancient woodswalk into the woodswalk into the ancient woods

I saw three crows at the top of the tree, saying something I understood,Decipher this message like a secret prophecy,Decipher this message like a secret prophecy.

walk into the woodswalk into the ancient woods,walk into the woodswalk into the ancient woods (bis)

In the thunderstorm I catch it, the aura of the deerthey’re running away, frightened, toward the sea,and I’ll be waiting, waiting in the cold rain,cos I am a stag of seven points

walk into the woodswalk into the ancient woods,walk into the woodswalk into the ancient woods (bis)

​In the thunderstorm I catch it, the aura of the deerthey’re running away, frightened, toward the sea,and I’ll be waiting, waiting in the cold rain,cos I am a stag of seven points